Visitation
Letty steps off the plane and lands in Guatamala. She grabs a rental car and drives to the address that she's memorized. She pulls up the small run down house and knocks on the door. When it opens a large muscular man takes her off her feet into his arms and hugs her close. This is the only man she'd ever allow to touch her this way besides Dom.
"V! What the hell are you doing down here?"
"Waiting for you!"
He puts her down and stands aside so she can come inside. He closes the door behind her and walks in.
"You hungry? Want a beer?"
"Nah, not yet."
"You been back home?"
"No, but I have talked to Mia though. She's okay."
Vince clinches his jaw.
"She is! Just stop. I didn't come here to continue this argument between the three of you. Dom fucked up. Mia fucked up. You fucked up. And I fucked up. Done and over."
Vince goes to the fridge and grabs them both a beer anyways.
"How was getting out to the states?" Letty asks trying to change the subject.
"It wasn't as hard as I thought it would be. I'm glad Dom told Mia to put up cash for the bail. I couldn't have jumped knowing she'd lose something else because of our shit."
"Mia's a smart girl. Even if Dom didn't tell her, she would have known better. You coming to Cabo?"
"No."
Letty lowers her beer and does a double take.
"What?"
"Dom and I agree, while it's still hot, we should stay apart in case one of us gets pinched. I have enough cash to do my own thing for a bit."
"So I didn't come here to bring you to Mexico?"
"No baby girl. Just a meet and greet."
"I hate this shit. Us all spread around the Americas. Me playing messenger pigeon."
"We'll figure this shit out and be together again."
He walks over to her and rests his forehead against hers. "We better be. Or I'm going to kick your ass and Dom's ass for this shit."
A/N - I always see Vince and Letty with a close relationship in my mind's eye. And I always think that Letty was running around like a madwoman keeping everyone in touch since she was free after the stuff went down in LA.